Woo!

A miserable whimper rang out from under the dark waters, blood and severed arms and limbs crumbled, and monsters roared, causing turmoil throughout the Netherworld Dead Sea.

With the movement of these monsters, Qing Yanghuan felt that an invisible opponent appeared in front of him, and what he wanted to kill was not these ugly monsters, but to face the attack of the entire Dead Sea.

On the other side, the Ghost Emperor was waiting for him to come.

However, it is too whimsical to try to stop him with these ugly things, and these things mixed with evil, cold, and tyrannical flesh and blood are a trouble for other warriors.

Because killing them is not really the end, but only the beginning.

In his eyes, the half-king realm is true of ants, but when these ants devour each other, like a snowball rolling bigger and bigger, it will make people feel frightened, unless these ugly monsters are completely annihilated.

And in this cold place, there seems to be no other way to annihilate these things than to use the extreme blood qi evolution flame to scorch the cold.

And when he tried his best to kill these things, his own consumption was absolutely terrifying, and the Ghost Emperor was waiting for this moment to come, where he sat on the Diaoyutai at his own expense.

Pity......

Just because someone else can't do it doesn't mean he can't do it.

"Back then, your ancestors were buried here in order to hunt me down and take me back to the Terran Heavenly Prison, maybe your blood and bones can be attached to the bottom of his sea of blood, and the sea of blood of the River Styx is a grave, you can be satisfied. ”

The Ghost Emperor's expression was indifferent, and the corners of his mouth were filled with a touch of playfulness, these monsters that grew in the sea of blood came from a long time ago, and it was rumored that they were born in the dirtiest blood stain between heaven and earth shortly after the beginning of the birth of heaven and earth.

Maybe one looks like an ant, but thousands of people are incomparably terrifying.

All the monsters in this sea of blood where he was were devouring each other were the final monsters that advanced to the next level, even the emperor did not dare to rub his edge lightly, and the Qingyang Emperor was buried here.

You must know that this is just a small corner that survived after the collapse of the 30 million miles of the Styx Blood Sea, you can imagine how terrifying the monsters that existed in the entire Styx Blood Sea would be at the beginning.

What happened back then was like a passing cloud, he escaped from the bottom of the prison by luck and attacked Qingyang Guang, the emperor of Qingyang Huan, who had already been hit hard.

Similarly, he was also hit hard by Emperor Qingyang under this sneak attack, so that he escaped into the world of ruins, and it took a lot of hard work to kill Emperor Qingyang.

In the final analysis, he was not the only one who planned to break the emperor's prison back then, and he was not the only one who was suppressed in the emperor's prison in the Eastern Wilderness of the human race, plus the conspiracy of all the races in the outside world to jointly break through the emperor's prison.

As the Qingyang Emperor's Prison, where the Qingyang clan's general trend is located, it is connected to the Qingyang clan's general trend, the emperor's prison is broken, and the Qingyang Emperor bears the brunt of it, stabilizing the general trend of the clan's fortune, and has suffered a lot of impact, and it is under this opportunity that he has the opportunity to make a sneak attack.

It's just that he didn't expect that the greatness of the Qingyang Emperor was far beyond his expectations, even under the impact of luck, he still had the power to backhand in the face of his sneak attack.

Fortunately, everything was over, and it was he who had the last laugh, the opponent who made him fearful, buried in the depths of the sea of blood in front of him.

Click!

Facing the coldness at the corner of the Ghost Emperor's mouth, a Xuanhuang divine light behind Qingyang Huan manifested, thunder exploded, and rich vitality poured out like a heavenly river.

"Innate vitality!"

Suddenly, the Ghost Emperor was stunned, feeling a strong breath of vitality, and a touch of burning heat appeared in his eyes.

A small world of innate vitality!

Innate vitality, future evolution is unimaginable.

"Good chance. ”

However, in the next moment, the Ghost Emperor's smile froze on his pale face, and a chaotic and tyrannical demonic aura poured out from the small world of innate vitality.

More tyrannical than the monsters in the sea of blood, more unscrupulous, tyrannical is not terrible, what is terrible is that there is no sanity, that can only be called a beast.

Boom!

The demon flames were monstrous, and a demon wolf with seven demon wolf heads stepped out, and a figure wearing black iron armor on the back of the demon wolf almost merged with the demon wolf.

Looking carefully, whether it is the demon wolf and the figure on the back of the demon wolf, the cold iron light on the body is actually the scale armor of flesh and blood.

Roar!

Following the roar of the demon wolf, the three-, five-, and six-headed demon wolves walked out of the Xuanhuang small world one by one and stood behind Qingyang Huan.

The two demon eyes exposed in the heavy shackles no longer had pupils, and instead they turned into whirlpools of demonic flames, flowing with bloody killing.

Eighteen human demon iron riders, like eighteen magic mountains.

Of course, compared to their ancestors, the Eighteen Iron Horsemen, who struck the heavens and all the tribes, Han Qi, Tu Sanchuan and others were still far behind.

The prestige of the Human Demon Iron Rider relies on the supreme demon combat skills of Hezhong, as well as the killing and devouring of the prestige, and the mountains and rivers where they pass are bloody, and the flesh and blood are devoured.

Compared with the majesty of the Eighteen Iron Horsemen of the Ancestors of Humans and Demons, they have only just embarked on the road to prestige.

......

"Eighteen demons!"

The Ghost Emperor's expression trembled, and the pupils of his eyes suddenly turned into jumping ghost flames, and the illusory ghost flames scorched the void in front of him, and his body twitched fiercely.

At the beginning of ancient times, eighteen demon kings, emperors, anti-emperors, eighteen people, eighteen horsemen, eighteen sets of magic armor, eighteen demon wolves, eighteen magic spears, turned to the ten thousand worlds, demons, blood, saints, ghosts, and gala were all dyed with the blood of the emperor, like the great sun shining in the time and space of the heavens and all the worlds.

At this moment, even though he was a ghost emperor, he still felt a tremor in his heart.

Fortunately, Bird Ming soon stabilized his mind, and felt that the eighteen figures in front of him were newborn human demon iron horses, and they had not yet reached the time when they were as powerful as they once were.

Boom!

The demon wolf roared, the magic spear was sonorous, and the eighteen figures were undulating like a magic mountain, guarding behind Qingyang Huan.

"The animals here are all your nourishment!"

The corners of Qing Yanghuan's mouth flashed with coldness, and he stepped forward, the dim heaven and earth behind him were swept and illuminated by demonic flames, and the crimson blood sprayed all over the void, and the eighteen demon wolves crashed into the sea of blood in the Styx.

Behind him, everything is dyed red, and the tyranny belonging to the devil completely bursts out.

Qingyang Huan stepped forward, and his breath fell on this isolated island mountain, and the waves stirred up by the fury in the sea of blood kept lapping the shore, splashing the cold ice and sealing the void.

"Blue is better than blue, and the old guy in Qingyang under the blood sea will definitely be relieved if he knows that his junior is so good. ”

The appearance of the Eighteen Demon Riders was beyond the expectations of the Ghost Emperor.

Since he fled here more than 100,000 years ago, he has not left, this is the harbor that shelters him, he has been hit hard, and he is even more of a human emperor, he does not dare to have the slightest luck to think that the strong man of the human race will let him go.

While healing here, while refining the Demon Reincarnation Gate, it is a pity that there is not much substantial progress in either healing or refining ancient weapons.

Although the sneak attack on the Qingyang Emperor was successful back then, the Qingyang Emperor Flame left in his body by the Qingyang Emperor was still burning his imperial body.

"It's a pity that you don't understand, Diwei is irreversible, no matter how many people there are, they are still ants!"

The ghost flames in the eyes of the Ghost Emperor condensed into two ghost swords, searching for Qingyang Huan and the flowing cloud tassels behind him, although there were elixirs and blood qi to make up for the body, but the combat power of the two fairies did not return to the peak realm.

"Is it possible for the ants to take down the dragon?"

"Ants can become gods, and dragons can wither. ”

"Flim tongue, much stronger than the old stubborn one in Qingyang, these will not look lonely if you go down together. ”

The Ghost Emperor got up, today is the opportunity he has been waiting for for 100,000 years, although he has not been able to completely refine the Demon Reincarnation Gate, but through the induction of the Reincarnation Gate, he senses that the rest of the Reincarnation Gate is on Qingyang Huan's body.

In today's battle, the reincarnation is complete, the owner of the ancient artifact is erased, forcibly refined, and his life is changed against the sky!

"Ants are gods, but not you. ”

In an instant, with the last note of the Bird Ming Ghost Emperor, the sky in Qingyang Huan's eyes changed.

Every pore on the ghost emperor's body erupted with ghost energy, and the ghost talisman was concluded in the void, and suddenly the heaven and earth turned into a ghost world, the ghost moon hung high, the earth was desolate, the tombs were undulating and continuous, and the ghosts were longing and hazy.

In the center of the ghost world, a ghost shadow lies high in the nine-fold heaven, and the ghost moon is a toy in its hand, overlooking the recklessness of heaven and earth.

"Ghost Presence!"

In an instant, Qingyang Huan didn't see the movements of the Ghost Emperor, but the spiritual world was suddenly crowded with figures, densely packed, from the ghosts of all races and races in the heavens.

Trapped in a hair, all he saw was ghosts, ghosts weeping, every sound was engraved with war spirits, and even he felt that every inch of flesh and blood in his body began to give birth to ghosts.

Ghost Emperor!

The real Ghost Emperor made a move, and when he noticed it, it was already a step too late!

The Spirits had unwittingly infiltrated his battle body, and they were invisible, more like wisps of thought.

"Melt!"

In the spiritual world, the battle spirit bloomed with blue light, and a wisp of cyan flame ignited, suddenly burning the entire body and flesh, turning into a heaven and earth oven.

The heavens are firewood, and the Dao talisman is burning, and all the ghosts and shadows are included in it, like thunder falling, sweeping away the ghosts and ghosts, and restoring clarity.

"Heavenly Dao, you ......!"

All the ghost shadows were smelted by the heavens, and the ghost emperor's eyes showed a touch of surprise.

The ghost presence does not seem to have much momentum, but it is a secret technique of the ghost clan, a secret method for restraining the soul, if you are not strong-willed, you will be directly devoured by ten thousand ghosts and turned into a walking corpse.

However, the heavens were mixed, and everything was smelted in the heavens, directly refining the ghost shadow into nothingness.

"Bendi underestimated you too much!"

Suppressing the surprise in his eyes, the Ghost Emperor got up, and had been sitting cross-legged on the ground before, and did not put Qingyang Huan in his eyes.

An emperor is an emperor, even if it is an injured emperor.

Diwei is irreversible!

This is the evolution of the martial arts level, and it is also the transformation from life!

However, everything in the heavens is not immutable, the emperor is irreversible, but there are times when they are pierced, how many legends have been passed through the ages, and the strength shown by Qingyang Huan at this moment is enough to catch up with those legends.

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